Bon Iver - Wash

^GClimb Is all we know When tha^Em7w Is not be^Cadd9low us No can't gro^A7sus4w up In that iron ground^{Em7 Cadd9 G}Claire, all too so^Cadd9re for sound

^GBet Is hardly shown ^Em7Scraped Across the foa^Cadd9m Like they st^A7sus4ole it And oh how they hold^Em7 it ^{Cadd9 G}Claire, we nearly forfe^Cadd9it

^A7sus4I I'm growing like the q^Em7uickening hues ^A7sus4I I'm telling darkness from lines on ^Em7you ^Cadd9Over havens fora full and swollen morass young ^A7sus4habitat! All been li^Gving alone where the ice snap and the hold clast are^Cadd9 known

^GHome Were savage high ^Em7Come We finally cr^Cadd9y Oh and we don^A7sus4 it Because it's ri^Em7ght ^{Cadd9 G}Claire, I was too sor^Cadd9e for sight

^A7sus4I were sewing up through the l^Cadd9atchet greens ^A7sus4I un-peel keenness honey ^Cadd9bean for bean ^Cadd9Same white pillar tone as with the bone street sand is thrown where she ^A7sus4stashed us ^D4at (All been liv^Ging alone) All been living alone where the cracks at in the low part of the ^Cadd9stoning

^D4Ay ^Cadd9Enough of this Give us the grown Give us the g^Grown ^{D4 G}